"I just moved here from Florida."

That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?

She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."

She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.

I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.

Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.

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how would you diffuse this 'obstacle' in this situation?

Chilli_pimp

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last night, after hitting up a local pub, my buddy and i decided to goto a coffee shop to shoot the breeze and talk about our night of sarging...got 2 numbers last night =)

its about 2am, hardly anyones around and we were in front of starbucks talking...just then, a black benz droveup and parked right where we were standing...the passenger, and hb8, stepped out of the car, while the driver hb8.5 stayed in her car.

hb8 walked passed us and walked in to starbcuks. i looked at my buddy and said, "3 times a charm." not in those exact corny words, but you get point.

so anyway, i had my back turned to the entrance of starbucks telling my buddy to signal me when the hb8 walks out, so i can approach...i glanced over to the benz and noticed hb8.5 was putting on makeup.

hb8 walked out with her coffee and i turned and approached...

CP: "excuse me..."

HB8 "Yes?"

CP: "i dont want to seem to look like those type of guys who pick up girls randomly in front of coffee shops....but i guess im that guy."

HB8: (she giggles) "okay..."

CP: "what's your name?"

i took her hand and she told me her name...which i forgot. anyway, i asked her where they were coming from, where they were going now...after a minute of fluffing, her friend in the car beeped her horn...but i can tell hb8 didn't want to leave, she was staying put. then her friend literally blasted her horn, "BEEEEEEEEEEEP, BEEEEP, BEEEEEEEEEEP!".

i can tell hb8 was embarrased (heck i was embarrased too), so she started to walk towards the car. i was like, "What's wrong with your friend?"
my buddy, quickly went to the driver side of the car and tried to neg her...but they she drove off, with tires screeching!

anyway, what would you guys have done to take control of the situation?
 

"She's Out of Your League"

You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.

Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.

She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.

Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.

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Chilli_pimp said:
anyway, what would you guys have done to take control of the situation?
Nothing.

Situations are not meant to be controlled. You just caught her on a bad timing heading into a car with a c0ckblocking friend. Targets on the move are on the move for a reason, they are going places. You could have followed her into to the coffee shop and started a conversation right there and then while she wasn't moving and bought yourself the extra 5 mins you needed to seal the deal and get her number.
 
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